[ No matter how late it is, she still lights up at the way he calls her impossible. Like impossible is some kind of compliment, which it might as well be when he's the one saying it. She might be impossible, but he's still here, her own impossible dreams starting to take shape with his continued presence.

It makes her feel like she's allowed to love this man without expecting her life to fall apart because she let him in it.]

Very insistent? I'm insistent about a lot of things.

[ Insistent in standing on the tips of her toes to make some attempt at a kiss on the cheek. How's that for insistent? After a moment she looks back one more time, stealing a last glance at the little girl who has his eyes and her chin.

When her gaze settles back on Thor, she bites her bottom lip, taking his hand to lead him back to bed.]

I think there are worse things to insist on. When it comes to babies, we made a good one.